Women have a distinct advantage over
men. We are more willing to admit that we aren't 25 years old any
more. Of course you fellows can do a lot. The question comes down to
"Should you?" More often than not, the answer is no. If you
are like me, perhaps my solution will work for you.

Before you take on some big job, full of confidence
because you did it before, just remember that you were younger when you
did it before. Thomas Sowell.

Me, at the 7 Mile Grill in Marathon, FL circa 2001I always have enjoyed the fried grouper sandwiches
sold at the 7-mile Grill.

Years ago I could do a lot of things. There were no painful
reminders the next day that I had been overconfident about my
abilities. Now I'm not so fortunate. If I lift something too heavy I
pay for my hubris.

Aches and varying degrees of soreness bring me
back to reality: I have passed the half-century mark. Husbanding my
strength is important to a successful life afloat.

I have found a $5
bill is
often a solution to difficulties.

For instance, back in Pensacola I mentioned to a
fellow that I'd pay $5 not to have to haul water out to Seaweed. We
were at the dinghy dock filling our containers. He volunteered to
bring me water. Each time he would deliver ten or 15 gallons and I
would say thank you with a five dollar bill.

Now occasionally if his timing
was good I might share a meal with him too. Nothing fancy comes
out of my galley. We were just a couple of boaters helping each
other. I cook well and he had the physical strength I do not
possess.

Bean soup is hearty and inexpensive. It is perfect for
sharing.

Don't be afraid to hire someone
to help out. You are doing the worker a favor in allowing him to
make a few bucks. He is making your life easier. Both win.

At a certain point we
all will need to exchange cash for time.

Micca and LR would often help out
fellow boaters.They lived on a big old sailboat over on the Atlantic
coast.

For me, $5 meant my water tank in Pensacola was never
empty. It was well worth the money to me. Of course if you've got a
high-dollar boat a five won't cut it. Offer more. Nobody likes a
cheapskate.

In St. Pete I met a local named
Al. He supplements his social security in a way that benefits me.
Al fishes in the morning. He filets his catch and delivers
pan-ready fish to my boat, all for $5 per pound. We both win.

I am the world's worst
fisherman. Fish do not fear me. I have delusions of grandeur
when it comes to fishing. How hard can it be?!? Well, it's not
hard at all. Except I can't catch a blasted thing. Ever.

Often you'll find fellows who
are successful fishermen. Ask if they are willing to sell a
portion of their catch. I know I like to buy a filet or two on
occasion. Or shrimp. I love shrimp.

Flamingos are pink because they eat
so many shrimp.
This ↑ is the towel I use most of
the time after a shower. Isn't it pretty?!?

Regarding my flamingo towel...

Yes, it is small. It is large enough for me. Because it is not full
sized it takes less room, is easier to wash, and dries taking
less space... besides, I like it!

When you are choosing your towels, I suggest you opt for a thinner
one that will dry quickly.

The unfortunate thing about shrimp is that I have been totally
ruined. You see, when I was back in Carrabelle I met the nicest
couple named Jerry and Louise. They own the shrimp boat Rollin'
Stone and their shrimp were so fresh and delicious. That couple did
ruin me for the tasteless stuff sold at grocery stores though.

But I digress...
If you're finding jobs difficult it is important to understand that
there is no shame in hiring someone to help. I am sure if you look
back on your life there were many times you assisted others. Now
it's your turn. Be gracious, say thank you, and be generous.